For A Time Poem by Ghost Legend

For a time, she held his hand, and knew they were the same.
It was sudden, as a change of pulse is, those grips tightened:
First, in all the softness found in love's adventure of new terrain.
Then, in the lushness of wet grasses under a sun's escapade.
Passing time, while holding hands, there she noticed a difference:
Something fierce would pierce through, making his feel rigid.
They pondered every obstacle, every rock, that came between them,
Each particle turned to doubt, their walks a scientific procedure.
It was then, as she held hands, she knew they were not the same,
Not equals in any way, separated as human beings,
For in that time, and through it, she saw what he became:
Hardened by experiences, a heart solid full of pain.